Daisuke Hansuke appears in a small teleport on the balcony of the ECFH. He brushes his coat off a little, as if teleporting left teleport dust or something. It hasn't. It never does.

He steps inside. "Yo, I'm here." he says, as he looks around. He doesn't have anything else with him at the moment.

"I'm doing the healing thing while Mamoru can't. And um. Venus let me know someone here kind of needed healing?" he calls out into the large penthouse apartment. "Sorry! I've been doing some other things for Venus." he says. "Else I'd been here much sooner."

"Hello," comes a voice from... just a few steps to the side and behind Daisuke. The deep voice of one (1) Alexis Raskoph, inexplicably leaning against the wall there with his right side. Was he there just now? Pretty sure he wasn't. Either way, he's in a tank top right now, which leaves the fact that his sling-held left arm is severely covered in bandages right now. Well, this would be the one needing healing then.

"...Sorry for what?" Alex asks with a squint sent at Daisuke. Suspiciously.

As for the actual question he gets, he sends a sheepish peek down at his arm, first, and then says, in deadpan, "There was a fight. Stuff happened." Because that's the most roundabout way he can get around having to admit he basically broke his own arm in order to free himself from a sticky mess of dark energy tar.

He'll pad over towards the couches in the big living room area, then... or he would, anyhow, if it wasn't for a sudden case of crazy blonde girls. He halts in place to watch the rolling motion of the girl up to the two of them, and... he just stares. In complete silence. For a good ten seconds or so.

"... Right," he sighs out, before picking up his steps again, bringing himself to flopping down to the cushions of a couch, finally.

Daisuke Hansuke gently taps his snake-themed ring as it turns into a staff, two snakes entwined around it. The typical symbol of hospitals everywhere. Asclepius's staff. "Right." he says. "Just so you know. Healers and doctors can't help you, or may help you wrong if they don't know the full story." he says. "and 'sorry' for not getting here sooner." he says.

He sighs miserably still at Minako. "Hi Minako-chan." he says. "If you're bugging me for an update I haven't discovered anything worth reporting about the possessed cars." he says.

"Anyways." he says, as he holds his staff out in front of him horizontally. "You ready?" he asks to Alexis.

"... Look, I was blasted by a dark energy bazooka and my arm got blasted by the equivalent of a magic-powered railgun-shotgun," Alex grunts out finally, for Daisuke's benefit-- still leaving out the part where the arm was all his fault, more or less.

He keeps himself otherwise perfectly still udner Daisuke's attention... which does leave his own attention to wander towards Minako again. With that same blank expression he has ended up adopting most of the time he deals with her, really. "...Possessed cars," he repeats. "Seriously. Is that a thing now?" He's not commenting on the fumbling of the name, though. Probably deliberately so at that.

Daisuke Hansuke smiles. "Supposedly. There's been a few reports of cars having malfunctioning and hurting people here or there. Read between the lines as 'A car attacked me.'." he says.

"So Minako has me on it. Because. Uh..." he squints. "On top of being Asclepius. I'm also Phantom Ace." he says. "Sailor V's 'partner'." he says.

"Think like a bad buddy cop movie except it's real." he says.

"ANYWAYS." he says as the staff begins to glow, Alexis's arm gets covered in a soft, purple glow, as he concentrates-- working on the mending. He is not nearly as fast at this as Mamoru is. But Mamoru isn't an option right now.

"... Wait, are we talking Mel Gibson and Danny Glover sort of buddy cop movie, or Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker sort?" Alex asks in all seriousness after a few seconds of consideration... and ends up adding in a bit more sheepshly, "... Or Ben Stiller and Owen Wilson?"

He's hoping they get those references.

He twitches a bit with the purple glow instinctively-- since his mind kind of associates purple instinctively with dark energy after his run as a vampire. But he tries, at least, to let that pass while he listens to the two of them. "Well... Do you need any help with that?" He asks then, in a non-direct offer of help.

And big surprise, he ends up giving Minako another direct, loooong stare. But this time... "... That sounds weirdly like something I would do." He sweatdrops over that grim realization.

Daisuke Hansuke keeps up the healing, it isn't painful. It might tingle, but it's never painful. "This'll only take a mommmmment more." he says as he bites his bottom lip and then the purple glow stops.

"Okay. Try that out. You should be good as gold." he says with a wry smile.

He'll put the staff back into it's ring form, and place it back on his finger, flexing them a bit.

"You might wanna give it just onnnne more night before you get into action again but that's up to you." he says softly.

He eyes Minako. That's her perview in terms of helping with the car case.

"Pfffft it's not as bad as it looked," Alexis immediately claims, shifting his left arm now to stretching it slowly, and releasing it from the sling. Stretched to the side first, and then up, and-- he immediately starts tugging the bandages off after coming to the conclusion he can *mostly* move it okay.

And as Minako leaves, he's left staring after the balcony for a few seconds more even once she's out of sight.